The Periodic Table of Words at Hogwarts

Chapter 292

"It's getting late. It's time to go back to find my mother. We have a midnight flight today."

After admiring the night view of London for a while, the two slowly walked down through the tourist passage from above.

“But there are still three hours until midnight, where are we going now”?

Astoria held a paper bag containing freshly purchased fried haggis.

This is a traditional British dark dish, which is made by mixing mutton lungs, mutton hearts, mutton liver, mutton fat and onions, stuffing them into the sheep's small intestines and then frying or boiling them.

Anyway, the calories were high enough, and since Zhang Qi didn't like things like getting into the water, the two simply ate while walking to replenish the energy they consumed.

"Go to Spider End Alley, a slightly better place than the Knockturn Alley we just passed."

Zhang Qi took a bite of his portion. The aroma of onions mixed with a lot of fat flowed into his mouth, which could indeed replenish a lot of energy.

(The author is completely different from what is described in this paragraph. I never drink water)

"Uh, Professor Snape's residence"?

Astoria asked, blinking.

"Yes, my mother insisted on catching up with this junior student, so she decided to wait for us there."

"Ah, let's go quickly."

After finishing the dark food in his hand, Zhang Qi waved his hand and stopped a taxi.

"Downtown, Tow Truck Driver's Restaurant."

Zhang Qi said after getting in the car.

"Well, kid, it's a chaotic place. Even though I would go to the restaurant for breakfast, the gangsters there"...

The taxi driver reminded me kindly.

"I am the owner of the restaurant. You don't have to worry about those gangsters daring to trouble me. If the restaurant is closed, no one will cook for them."

Zhang Qi said calmly.

"Ah, okay".

The driver trembled violently after hearing this, and seemed to be a little scared.

London's lower town is the most chaotic place. I heard that just a year ago, the gangs there caused a large-scale firefight.

After all that was over, the Italians in Sicily occupied the entire lower town, and the original gang was completely wiped out.

However, the security in the areas managed by the Italians seems to be a little better, and they seem to be very strict with their gangs.

"Here we are, sir."

After a while, the car arrived at its destination. The driver stopped the car shivering and looked at Zhang Qi with a stiff smile on his face.

"Your Fare".

Zhang Qi shook his head, put the banknotes he had prepared in the driver's arms, and then got out of the car with Astoria.

"Put on your mask, Miss Kaslana."

Zhang Qi pinned the cross brooch on his chest, and Astoria also put on the beak mask again.

"Hey kid, this is not where you should be."

In the shadows ahead, a few gangsters with dyed hair came out cursing.

The gaits of these people were swaying, and they seemed to be not sober. They seemed to have drunk alcohol or even taken something worse.

"Huh? Did I go to the wrong place?"

Zhang Qi was stunned for a moment, then glanced at the familiar building next to him.

No, you're not wrong.

Valley"Well, are you talking to me?"

After confirming that these people should have taken illegal drugs, Zhang Qi asked very calmly.

"Of course, otherwise do you think I'm talking to a dog?"

The gang member in front came over cursing, the knife in his hand shining coldly under the street lamp.

"Listen, you two sons of bitches, hand over all the valuable things you have on you, then lift your butts and get out of here!"

The leader, a gangster with dyed red hair, shook the butterfly knife in his hand threateningly, but accidentally cut his finger, and his mouth suddenly became dirty again.

"I remember didn't they all listen to you?"

Astoria asked very strangely as she looked at the scene in front of her where ordinary people looked very scary, but these two people looked very funny.

"It should be so, but it does not rule out that these people drank too much or took medicine and did not recognize the cross."

Zhang Qi shook his head helplessly, then took out the Sand Eagle pistol from his waist and fired a shot into the sky.

"boom"!

The piercing sound of gunshots brought life to the originally quiet neighborhood. A group of people opened windows and doors with curses, holding pistols or machetes in their hands, most likely thinking that someone dared to come and cause trouble.

However, when the official gang members saw Zhang Qi standing on the street, pointing a gun at the frightened low-level gang members, they all quickly threw their weapons at the wall, and then said with great respect Line up in two rows on the street.

"Mr. Zirol, is this"?

A very affectionate and burly middle-aged man hurriedly ran over, tying his belt with his hands as he ran.

Zhang Qi covered the observation module of the mask on Astoria's face with his backhand, and waited until the man pulled up his pants before letting go of his hand.

"This is the result of your control"?

Zhang Qi held the pistol in his backhand and used the handle of the gun to cover the head of the bastard who had overdosed.

The man fell limply, and everyone heard the disgusting muffled sound when the gun handle hit his head.

"We have never traded illegal drugs. They bought them themselves."

The middle-aged man who had just pulled up his pants lowered his head and said in great fear.

"Then you can handle it yourself. I came here with my mother to find someone today, not to help you restrain your men."

Zhang Qi knocked on the cross brooch representing the Sicilian Gang Presbyterian Church, took Astoria's hand with an unsightly expression, and the two of them walked towards the darkest alley inside.

"What are you still doing? Throw these two people to the dock!"

The middle-aged man let out a sigh of relief, then clenched his fist in anger, and punched the remaining bastard in the face.

This punch even made the lower-level gang member's eyes pop out.

Amidst a burst of wailing, the gang's law enforcement team dragged these people away.

"Boss, Mr. Zirol went to that ghost alley, will everything be okay?"

Another middle-level gang member said to the middle-aged man hesitantly.

"Don't worry about the things you shouldn't ask. Also, don't think about finding women these days. Hurry up and take people to check the place. Anyone who dares to take drugs will be thrown to the dock to pour cement! I can't fucking I don’t want to be swept into a hornet’s nest by Presbyterians using typewriters one day”!

The middle-aged man said viciously, the fear in his eyes still not completely dissipated.

This young and exaggerated elder has zero tolerance for drugs, and the mother and son seem to have a very close connection with those people who move very strangely in that ghost alley.

The combination of these weird things made him dare not disobey Zhang Qi's order even if he had gained three courages.

He didn't want to become a hornet's nest.